MS. INTERPRETER

T H I R T Y - F O U R

JI HUN'S POV-

I ran after Sara and thankfully she hadn't gone too far. I saw her walking down the stairs and quickly caught up to her. "Sara! Wait!" I shouted and she turned back.

"What?" She looked at me with rage filled in her eyes. "Where are you going?" I questioned. "Why do you care? Go practise!" she took out her anger on me sometimes and it was fine.

"I'll go with you." I secretly held her hand. "Why?" She questioned.

"Although in secret, I'm still your boyfriend, remember?" I reminded her of her business with me as she freed her hand from my grip.

"W-what?" She stuttered but managed to argue, "When did I say so?"

"Yes, you didn't say it." A small smile grew over my face.

"Right, I didn't say it. Then why-" I cut her mid-sentence, "Well, you don't need to say it. It's just something we both know."

"Oh, really?" She scoffed sheepishly. "Really!" I looked into her beautiful eyes; the smile still intact on my face.

"Aish! Stop with this already." she immediately looked away, blushing.

"Stop what? Loving you? Never." I chuckled, then saw the blood rush over to her cheeks even more. I grabbed her hand once again to which she refused saying, "Us dating is a secret, don't you know?"

"I know. But, nobody will recognize me, promise." I pointed at myself wearing a mask and a beanie to hide my identity.

"Still, don't hold my hand. And walk straight." She ordered. "So, I am allowed to go with you, right?" I said and her soft lips curled into a smile.

We entered a cafe and sat on a table in the corner so that nobody would notice us. I ordered us coffee and Sara dialed some numbers on her phone and began talking.

I sat there, listening to her voice which sounded melodious to my ears. It was so peaceful; we were by ourselves with no one to interrupt us.

"It's done, finally!" Sara gave a sigh of relief as she put her phone down. "What's done?" I looked at her happy face.

"Oh, guess what?" She asked as I nodded in curiosity. "I just cleared up the mess you all made." She added sarcastically.

"Not us, please! It was Ye jun who did that!" I put down some facts.

"Yea, I realize it now. Even though he altered the schedule without my permission, he did that for us." She said to which I couldn't help but scoff.

"Why do you hate him so much?" She attempted to defend Ye ju. "It's mutual, okay?" I

"Yea, but still?!" Okay, now she's mad at me for sure.

"I'll tell you some other time. Let's get going now." I say and we leave from the cafe and back to the company; busy people we are!

The fact that I hate Ye jun isn't ever going to change; not at least in this lifetime. The trouble and pain he has caused me isn't ever going to change the harsh reality even though he tries hard. Even if he begs on his knees for my forgiveness, I won't be able to do that for him. Because, whatever he did, can't be forgotten and I don't want to either.

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SARA'S POV-

It was eleven past ten when I reached home after promotion, absolutely tired. I dropped my bag and took a shower, thankfully I didn't fall asleep yet. After some time, I grabbed a can of beer and wearily dropped myself on the couch when a text lit up my phone screen in the dimmed lights.